Teasing In Train

Hello, readers of this wonderful sight. I am Shikha,32 years married to an army officer. As my husband is on Field Posting in J&K and children are busy in thrir studies, I remain alone whole of the day, I started learning computer and while learning internet operations, got this sight, where lot of people have shared their sexual experiences. I have also got courage now to tell you about one of my experience, in the train. I am 5 feet 9 inch, with slightly heavy, big boobs and superb figure 38/29/40, wheatish complextion and big inviting eyes. We were at Pune at that time and it was just few months after my marriage. My mother in law who was 70 years old,deaf and blind was with us.

Due to some family function my mother in law went to our village which is near Delhi. I accompanied her and going from Bombay to Delhi in Rajdhani Express. The compartment was almost empty, and in our four berth coupe I noticed a suitcase and copies of Debonaire and Femina. I rad every issue of these two books, especially the Debonaire. It is stimulating and hot in every sense of the word. The photographs of gorgeous men and women in various stages of undress really gets me all fired up for sex, and my husband, my very own horny little inhouse stud , encourages me to play roles, from Cleopatra to Urvashi, savage to horny housewife, schoolgirl to prostitute, and boy! I love it. After we settled in our berths, there was no sign of our co-passenger. I took the magazines and began to read. As the train started to roll down, someone came into the coupe and sat down in the opposite berth. I looked up from an article on orgasms.

He was a broad-shouldered young man, probably in his early twenties, with wheatish skin, not very tall, but he had some excitement in his appearance. The train was picking up the speed and he drew open the curtain and looked outside. Then he turned and smiled at us. He looked at my mother in law and smiled, getting no reply from her made him nervous. I smiled and told him that my m.i.l is deaf and blind. He laughed and then we talked about various things. When the topic came to sex, he seemed a little hesitant to go into the details and preferences, probably because of my marital status. I encouraged him by giving him a glimpse of my bursting cleavage. “ I live big-breasted women” he finally said “they have so much to offer and their bodies feel motherly”. I laughed and said “ you like being mothered in bed”. He laughed nervously and stared at my breasts. With such hot topic and constant stare they ewre swollen in the tight blouse and yearned for freedom.

 “ And I love broad-shouldered men” I said and smile seductively. My mother in law touched me and shouted “ shikhs, I want to go to the toilet” As I helped her my pallo slipped off my shoulder. I did not bothered to hold it.The man took a deap breath and stared. I was really enjoying this. Teasing an absolute stranger, especially a young man, can be a very exciting experience. It proves that inspite of being married, you are still desirable, and married women really need it. It does wonders to your self-esteem. In the toilet I purposely brought my saree down over my navel so my love button was clearly visible. Opened upper hook of the blouse and prepared myself for an exciting journey. When we returned back to our coupe, he was undressing. My heart almost stopped beating for a moment. He had one of the most sexiest physiques I have ever seen. Every inch of smooth skin was stretched over rippling muscles. When he saw me staring him he smiled and said “ I work out every day but for whom I don’t know”. His crotch was gorgeous and his penis was felt underneath swallowing up slowly and slowly. “ I can see that, are you married” I said and I started to feel weak in the knees.

 “ No” he said and bent down showing me his solid back. “ I can assure you that the girl you marry will be one helluva lucky woman”. He looked surprised.” Why do you say that.” I stared at his chest, let my eyes wander around his nipples and tout torso and over the bulge in his crotch. My eyes traced the outline of his manhood, over his thighs and his firm buttocks. After dinner we sat staring at each other for almost five hours. I went into the bathroom and undid my blouse down to the last hook. When I returned the man was in his briefs. As I lay down my breasts popped out and I didn’t bothered to cover them. My large succulent nipples were taut with the excitement this man was causing in me. I closed my eyes. I knew he was staring at my boobs and erected nipples. This thought made me rub my thighs together, gently at first and then voraciously. I was breathing hard, and he must have heard it because I exploded when I felt a hot wet mouth on one nipple and a strong hand holding the other. I got up and pushed him away. “ no. I am a married woman, this is not right.” I told him. “But you just encouraged me.” He said opening his long dick and showing it to me.

 “ Yes. You can look but not touch.” I said and enjoyed his helplessness. He went back to his berth sulking like a child and started masturbating looking at me. His face was red and he started jerking off. I was feeling tired after the orgasm I received by rubbing my thighs and his actions, and drifted off into a deep sleep. When I woke up the man was sleeping next to me, rubbing my cunt. I pushed him away and laughed. “ What’s so funny? He asked. “ You can look but not touch.” “ You are such a tease, same way are you doing with your husband.” “ It’s fun” I said and looked outside the window. The guy’s eyes were burning holes into my breasts. I didn’t dared to look at him. He was a real dish and I knew that another look at him could make me loose all self control. The very thought of his mouth on my nipples made me dizzy with pleasure, I started rubbing my cunt after stretching my saree and pettycot upto my waist. I closed my eyes and imagined him eating my cunt. I looked at my mother in law who sat through the whole thing like a stone Buddha. I opened my eyes when the man shouted “ I will never forgive you for this. I know you are lusting for me just as much as I am for you.” I remained silent. My cunt was over flowing with my juices. He was looking at my fingers doing work constantly.

 He once again came near to me and tried to put his throbbing cock inside my mouth but I turned away my face and with one hand hold his cock and working him up and down. He was so excited that he erupted his load of semen in my fist and just collapsed over the ground. I went into the bathroom and washed my hands and cunt. When I came back he was sitting at his berth smelling my bra. I remained silent. There was no point in saying anything. He then cleaned off his semen from his cock over my bra and throw upon me. He then screamed and said “ o.k. plz keep this momento of my upon your bra and remember me.” I took the bra in my hand and smelled it. The smell was stimulating. Once again I got aroused. After my marriage or before, I never felt so horny. I had come thrice so far and I was not prepared to go further as my knees were trembling with pleasure and satisfaction, which I never felt during or after penetration by my husband. He was prepared again and his dick sprang up in his fist. “ You are bloody tease.” He shouted and started sobbing. I remained silent and inserted my finger inside my cunt. He came near to me and made last attempt with folded hands “ look…I never had sex with any body so far….but today….you encouraged me…..and why you are doing like this now….i bag you….plz…..let me have you once…..I will be your slave throughout my life…….plz…..oh my god……plz.” I was feeling weak now but stored the courage and turn away myself towards the cabin wall and covered myself with the blanket. In the morning we reached Delhi. I wake up just before station arrived. My brother in law was at station to receive us.

The man was staring upon me with fire in his eyes. While going out I lifted my bra from under my pillow, kissed it and put in my hand bag. Gave him a flying kiss and gone out. Today after six years, whenever I remember that episode, I donot forget his eyes shooting fire. Still that bra is with me and in loneliness, I just smells it and get enormous orgasm. Dear readers, I never allowed anybody except my husband, to touch my body. And whatever happened that day in the train was a real surprise to me. I feel pity upon that man, he was innocent and provoked by me only. Plz send your comments only and no dirty/ objectionable words, for my satisfaction, at shikhayadav@rediffmail.com